“Let me see if I have this straight.” She uncrossed her long legs and stood. Putting down her notebook, she turned to face him and leaned back on the desk. “You had an ex-wife that mentally beat you down to where you need to thank every woman for a fantasy.”

Her black skirt slit in the front, rising just enough that he could see the top of her black stockings.

Cliff sat in the overstuffed chair and stared at her. A bottled water jiggled beside the large man as a train passed by on the road outside the office. He could see the snow drifting towards the ground from the window behind the doctor’s desk.

“Cliff,” she spoke through a genuine smile. “How much weight have you lost?”

“Fifty pounds so far.”

“Feeling more confident?” she asked.

He grinned as he answered, “I think so. I may even have a date next week.”

“Who is she?”

“Young woman who works for me. It is a bit odd.”

The doctor’s forehead furrowed under her blonde hair. “Odd how? The fact that she works for you could make it awkward.” Her right hand raised to her neck and undid the top button of her blouse.

“She’s about half my age.”

The doctor whistled as she undid the next button on her blouse. “You asked, and she said yes?” The third button released.

Cliff blushed as he caught sight of her cleavage. He cleared his throat. “Yes.”

Her blouse had only one button remaining. She shrugged her black jacket off. The last button followed, and the blouse fell from her shoulders as well, leaving her in only a white bra.

“Um, Doc, ah…” Cliff glanced out the window behind her where people were walking past from the trolley station.

She reached behind and unclasped her bra. “They can’t see in. And, unless you object, I want to experience one of these fantasies.”

“Ah…”

She rocketed across the room and was on top of him before he could answer.

Her strong legs straddled him as her skirt rode up. Her lips tasted like mint as she kissed him, her tongue pushing deep into his mouth. She reached between them, unbuckled his belt and whipped it off him. The belt shot back at the desk and knocked the coffee mug on the floor where it shattered.

Her hand slammed his zipper down and was in his underwear pulling his erection out.

His hands each had one of her ass cheeks through the skirt. He pulled his hands back and slid them under her skirt. No underwear.

She violently lifted herself up, positioned his cock, and slammed herself down on him. She screamed out in both pleasure and pain.

His cock throbbed at how tight she was. Slowly he felt more moisture and warmth between her legs.

She fucked him like a jackhammer…up and down on him with such force that the chair legs beneath them gave out. She screamed out with such force as her hands, now under his red sweater drew blood as her nails raked his back.

Cliff felt his erection stiffen just before his semen fountained into her.

She stopped and collapsed on top of him. Both gasped for breath as she kissed his forehead. “Thank you, Cliff.”

She dismounted him and stood.

He watched semen drip from between her legs as she pulled her skirt back down.

Cliff snapped back like a rubber band as a trolley raced past in the snow.

The doctor’s forehead furrowed under her blonde hair. “Odd how? The fact that she works for you could make it awkward.” Her right hand raised to her neck and undid the top button of her blouse.

“She’s about half my age.”

The doctor whistled as her hands dropped to either side of her. “You asked, and she said yes?”

Cliff nodded.

“Well, Cliff, our time for today is up. You will have to tell me how it goes next week.”

Cliff stood and walked to the coat tree behind his chair. “Thanks, doc. I hope you don’t mind me saying, but that is a gorgeous outfit on you.”

She blushed as she ushered him out the door with a smile.

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